Hero, you have crossed [Comprehensive Yingmei]

It was an uninteresting dream by comparison.Lucas didn't even know why he was having this dream.

He saw himself wearing that old and big jacket, squatting quietly at the corner of an alley.In the dream, the young self supported his golden head with one hand, like a tramp who was too small.

But Gotham's bums aren't 'weak and helpless' beings.If we divide these social moths living on the streets according to the data, we will get the pathetic answer of [-]% outlaws, [-]% outlaws in reserve, and [-]% trash.

This is the bum of Gotham, this is the reality of Gotham.

He had only learned this information after living in this city for two months.That's why Lucas has always disliked Gotham—but it's clear that the boy who moved hesitantly to his side doesn't know that, and doesn't loathe the ghost town.

In this chaotic, dim, black-and-white dream except for Lucas' blond hair and those eyes... the boy crouched awkwardly in front of him.

The self in the dream didn't look up.But this silent expulsion was unsuccessful, and the guy quietly took out a banknote.

'I invite you to watch a movie. '

Lucas couldn't remember the other party's voice.But he was always impressed by the uncomfortable tenderness in the voice.

'You have beautiful blonde hair...

My, my name is Bruce, how are you? '

He already had beautiful blonde hair that was hard to ignore.Maybe it's because of the different metabolism from the average Earthling—his blond hair always shines like that, as if it can't get dirty and oily at all.

In the dream, the voice of the boy appeared and disappeared, sometimes loud and sometimes soft.There was a prickly kindness in those blue eyes, which made Lucas feel annoyed for no reason.And the self in the dream also felt an inexplicable boredom for a while. At that time, he was like a gun barrel that could be ignited at any time... He grabbed the little Kaizi's banknotes, and raised his face sullenly. head:

"I am male."

———— Then Lucas woke up.

Lucas Falcone opened his eyes without warning.He turned his eyes and stared at the person who was pulling the curtains for him.

His eyes pierced the opponent like a knife.And this person seemed to have sensed his resentment, and suddenly his back froze.

But in the end, Brock Rumlow turned his head as if nothing had happened, and smiled at him inexplicably.

"Good morning, Master."

...The shout of 'Master' made Lucas's brain throbbing with pain.He supported his head and sat up, wondering why the other party wanted to beg for death, while thinking about how he should continue to attack after he had missed the opportunity to get angry.

All right.Maybe he's just had a bad temper, maybe he's always been that flammable barrel.

But Brock, who has long been accustomed to his style, did not give him a chance to vent.The former mercenary first helped him turn on the phone, and then reminded him in a low voice:

"You promised that Mr. Vincent would pick him up today."

"...and it's 09:30, and Los Angeles is still quite congested on a weekday."

Lucas looked at Bullock in astonishment and bewilderment, as if he couldn't believe what he was saying.The crossbones trembled slightly at this glance... A curse word that scolded himself for being stupid stuck in Lucas' throat, choking him half to death.

He'd completely forgotten about it—he shouldn't have said yes after all—but what was there to say now?It is impossible for him to travel back to yesterday afternoon and strangle himself to death at that time...

So he threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed, picked up a pair of jeans, put them on and ran to the bathroom.After washing his upper body, Lucas put on the black shirt that Bullock handed over.His legs were long, but Crossbones wasn't short either.The two rushed to the parking lot at a fairly high speed.

"I will drive?"

"Otherwise I will drive?"

Brock just shrugged when he heard this.Lucas is indeed his most difficult employer, but fortunately, he is also his most pleasing and charming employer.Combining these advantages and disadvantages together, looking at money and people's face-Crossbones can choose to be completely temperless with great confidence.

And Lucas, who finally vented out the nameless fire of the morning, also calmed down again.He frowned and stared at the scenery outside the car window.

A head of half-length blond hair was casually tied into a messy ponytail.Brock felt the back of this quiet and angry head, and out of love for his own life, he decided to say something.

"...Take Mr. Vincent to the shooting range this afternoon?"

Lucas doesn't like this kind of empty topic.But after fully waking up, he is not really a devil.He responded vaguely to the former mercenary next to him who was not very good at finding topics, and at the same time he was thinking about how to reject Alberto's invitation from last night.

That's why he finally agreed to pick up Vincent himself today.His nephew's EQ is much higher than the two adults.If it weren't for Vincent Jr.'s rescue, Lucas didn't doubt whether he would have quarreled directly with Alberto—certainly, undoubtedly—he was never a person who gave others face, and the number of times he gave in in his life Also very few.

What's more, Alberto's "invitation" almost made him laugh out loud. He really didn't understand why his elder brother, who he had worked so hard to clean up, had such deep feelings for that city of sin—but in short, he absolutely Not going back to Gotham again, never.

——Although usually never, there will be a sentence of "really fragrant" at the end.But at this moment, Lucas still doesn't know the bad things he's about to face, and what's next.At this moment, he is still firm in his determination not to return to Gotham, and sits quietly in the car to diverge his thoughts.

And this made Lucas completely turn into a silent and slender statue in the next journey.His expressionless expression is very cold, but at the same time, he is also indescribably handsome.The sunlight reflected on his face, making his light-colored pupils a little warmer than usual.

But this still failed to reduce the sense of inhumanity in him.A certain master of hell once jokingly called him: "A person who is more like a fallen angel than a fallen angel."Lucas has never felt this comment until recently.

He has always been convinced that he is different from Superman.He is not the kind of natural leader, and has no desire for power.Sometimes Lucas doesn't even think he's obsessed with money - he's just a mortal who got 'extraordinary' by accident - he's supposed to be a little 'different' mortal.

But everything that happened recently kept reminding him... that's not the case, it's not the case.

In the past six months, everyone including his brother Alberto...everyone has become unwilling to disobey him and offend him.Lucas has never shown and used his powers like Superman, but he still has the privileges of the strong.This made him wonder if his 'mature period' has arrived... and his recent return to more irritable personality seems to imply something... Could it be that he is about to have a estrus?

The thought startled him as soon as it came out.Lucas straightened up and pursed his lips.

His movements made Rumlow, who had been peeking at him after parking the car, tighten his grip on the steering wheel.But before Crossbones recovered from the embarrassment, Lucas who suddenly heard the name 'Vincent Falcone' frowned.

This trick is still learned from Superman.Lucas's super hearing ability is as accurate as that Kryptonian's in selecting the content he needs...

So when the person in the car across the road mentioned his nephew's name, Lucas listened to the other party's kidnapping plan openly.

---right.Kidnapping plan.

Lucas silently flattened the bulging blood vessels on his forehead.There was still no expression on his face.But Brock Rumlow completely looked away, not daring to continue looking at him.The temperature inside the car was so low that Crossbones hesitated to turn on the heater.

He didn't know what his boss was angry about, and he wasn't interested—but he knew someone was going to be in trouble.

Rumlow just hoped it wasn't him.

...and this person is indeed not him.

"Bump into me."

Lucas Falcone grimly opened his mouth to order.His proficient use of words seems to be that the Falcone family has never been cleansed, and is still the bloody leader of Gotham's underworld.

"Crush and kill these bastards."

The author has something to say: There are red envelopes in the first three chapters of Xinkeng~

The temper of the new protagonist, Mr. Lu...is not very good.

I thought it would be seamlessly connected with the previous one.As a result, there is no electricity or internet when returning to school... Thank you for waiting for a long time!